Stella Carrickfergus Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’m picturin this one whore—let’s call her Sadie, why not? She’s got grit, smokin a cigar, spillin whiskey on her boots. Maybe she’s laughin at some dumbass cowboy who can’t pay up. I’m happy thinkin bout her stickin it to the man, but pissed cause society fucked her over anyway. Surprised me, too—didja know in old England, “whore” just meant a lover? Wild how it twisted into somethin dirty. Language is a sneaky bastard.

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In popular legend, Carrickfergus claims its roots back to the late 5th and early 6th centuries CE, and its alleged namesake King Fergus Mór mac Eirc, an Irish king of Dál Riata. The story is .

Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. Just my luck! The lights flicker, and I’m stuck in this metal box with Mr. Backpack. I’m like, “Great, now I’m gonna die in an elevator in Carrickfergus.” But he’s chill, starts cracking jokes about how we’re gonna be famous for being the first elevator operators to get stuck. I’m like, “Yeah, right, I’ll be the guy who got trapped with a dude who can’t pack light.”

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